Death
A fierce scream rings out as the mare defends the body of her dead foal crumpled in the middle of the corral, the birthing fluids still fresh.
One man attracts her attention as my father pulls the body to the fence away from the mare. She turns and nearly tramples my father -
They leave her there, racing, screaming looking for the child, who should have l…
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